NOVPUBWang Zhongqiu’s words landed with a thud, arguing there were valid reasons for targeting the Xia Yan family.
A tightness gripped the hearts of Xia Yanlong and the others, as they knew Wang Zhongqiu indeed had reasons to act against them. However, his actions were excessive; not only did he demand the surrender of ’Dao Wufeng’, but also forced them to produce ten Divine Seeds as an apology—something they could not provide.
"What is the name of the person who killed your Ancient Demon Sect disciple?"
Su Changkong asked in a calm and composed manner.
"His name is Dao Wufeng... this man’s sins are grave and severe! The Ancient Demon Sect always avenges grudges and repays favors, I hope the elder can understand!"
Wang Zhongqiu hastily responded, although in truth he knew little about Dao Wufeng. He didn’t even care about the few Martial Artists from his sect who had perished. Those who had not achieved Entering Saint were not deemed core disciples within the Ancient Demon Sect; his complaints were merely a pretext to bleed the Xia Yan family dry.
Xia Yanlong’s heart tightened with anxiety. This mysterious expert shrouded in golden light was unfathomable, and with but a gesture had subdued Wang Zhongqiu. However, they were neither kin nor kindred spirits, and with Wang Zhongqiu having a reason to intervene, as well as the backing of the Ancient Demon Sect, the stranger might not wish to provoke the Ancient Demon Sect.
If this mysterious expert chose to stand by, their Xia Yan family would suffer an unbearable blow, be knocked down from which they may never recover, or even face annihilation!
"What a coincidence, this Dao Wufeng you speak of... is my disciple!" said Su Changkong, who appeared to smile nonchalantly amidst the tense wait of those around him.
"What?"
The moment these words were spoken, Wang Zhongqiu, who had been speaking confidently, suddenly froze.
"He... he is Dao Wufeng’s master?" Hong Mantian’s lips twitched slightly, finding it hard to believe his own ears.
"He is Elder Blade’s master? No wonder... no wonder he intervened!"
As for Xia Yanlong and the others, they were momentarily stunned, then overwhelmed with elation!
"Elder Blade’s master? No wonder... no wonder Elder Blade is so extraordinary; he’s not without a master after all. His master is a powerful figure even feared by the experts of the Ancient Demon Sect!"
Xia Yanyi, Duanmu Tao, and the others also came to a realization.
Su Changkong’s performance was too remarkable; his rise too meteoric, even more dreadful than those with Bloodline Regression. Yet information about him was scarce—a man with no family or known master lineage, simply because his master was beyond their wildest imaginations!
Of course, Su Changkong was merely bluffing with his statement just now; he needed to create a powerful backing for himself, one that the Ancient Demon Sect wouldn’t dare to act rashly against!
The golden figure gazed coldly at Wang Zhongqiu, a soul-borne pressure causing cold sweat to seep from his forehead, his heart a mixture of horror and disbelief: "Isn’t Dao Wufeng just a native from a minor country? Is this Primordial Soul Old Monster his master?"
At this moment, Hong Mantian also vaguely sensed trouble, realizing that this Primordial Soul Old Monster had intervened because he was Dao Wufeng’s master!
"Damn... damn it! How did Dao Wufeng earn the favor to become the disciple of a Primordial Soul Old Monster?"
Hong Mantian inwardly cursed without end, knowing now that if he had known about such a background, they would never have dared to act recklessly.
Who could have predicted that a mere native would have a master who is a Primordial Spirit practitioner, a rarity even in the Holy Country?
Su Changkong chuckled lightly, "You come seeking vengeance against my disciple, should I not get involved?"
Although the other party was smiling, Wang Zhongqiu could detect the indifference and murderous intent in his tone, cursing inwardly: "This fool Hong Mantian... to have provoked such a formidable old monster?"
Wang Zhongqiu’s mind raced, the pain in his severed left hand stabbing into his bone, and he forced a slight smile: "So... so it turns out Dao Wufeng is a distinguished disciple of the elder. Truly, it’s like a flood hitting the Dragon King Temple, I think... there is some misunderstanding between us. Since the elder has stepped in, it’s better to resolve grievances rather than harbor them. Let’s drop this matter, and consider it settled!"
Xia Yanlong, Xia Yanyi, and the others exchanged looks, their expressions odd.
Wang Zhongqiu had been extremely arrogant in front of them, using his power to oppress and domineering in his actions, yet upon learning the identity of the mysterious expert, he instantly capitulated, writing off all grudges, truly capable of bending and stretching!
"A few Martial Artists who haven’t even achieved Entering Saint, if they’re dead, they’re dead! Provoke a Primordial Soul Old Monster over such insignificant trash?"
Wang Zhongqiu internally cursed, he lowered his head, of course, because he recognized the terror of the opponent. Solely with his Primordial Spirit, the opponent had chopped off one of his hands in a single encounter, despite not even showing his true form. It was impossible to fathom just how dreadful this old monster was. Even the Peak Masters occupying Demon Peak within the Ancient Demon Sect would definitely not desire to antagonize such an old monster!
Faced with a superior force, Wang Zhongqiu naturally bowed his head.
Su Changkong himself marveled at the quick wit of Wang Zhongqiu, who knew when to assert power and when to bow gracefully. However, Su Changkong had no intention of letting him off the hook so easily.
If it weren’t for his timely arrival, the Xia Yan family would have been unjustly involved due to him, suffering heavy casualties or even facing annihilation. How could Su Changkong possibly let it go so lightly?
Su Changkong nodded slightly, "Indeed, it’s better to resolve grievances rather than harbor them. Since my disciple has not suffered a loss, let this matter be put to rest."
Wang Zhongqiu and Hong Mantian breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the elder took into consideration the Ancient Demon Sect behind them, and therefore did not pursue matters further. As one of the oldest sects in the Holy Country, descended from one of the Nine Great Ancient Sages, the Ancient Demon Saint, they had an immense heritage, and none could afford to take them lightly!
Xia Yanlong, Xia Yanyi, and others also relaxed. Though still angry at Wang Zhongqiu’s tyranny, they were ultimately unharmed. To have averted the danger was the best outcome possible.
